Sweet baby Kyle. Look at those eyes! They seem to pierce your soul, don't they?
This picture was taken several years ago when Kyle was still living in his baby house.
Since then, he has been transferred to a mental institution.
Do you recognize this boy? Still the same soulful, beautiful eyes...
Only in this picture his face is marred with gashes.
These pictures hurt my heart, and I almost didn't share them because it is just too sad. It is all too sad.
Please pray for Kyle. I urgently ask you to pray for this precious little boy.
Nothing I say will ever make this situation better. Kyle's country is closed to Americans, and so my family can't adopt him. Chances are yours probably can't either. (But if you are Canadian then by all means go rescue this boy!) But we can all pray. We can pray for comfort and peace for Kyle...we can pray for his caregivers to be moved to not just meet his most basic needs, but to love him. We can pray for him to palpably feel the Lord's love for him.
Because that verse is true. Though the mountains shake...though life is ripped apart at the seams...the Lord's love is still with us. Nothing can remove His covenant of peace with us. He is moved to compassion for Kyle, for you. He doesn't sit by passively and watch us suffer--He cries with us when we cry and counts our tears in His bottle. (Psalm 56:8)
My dad once told me something that really impacted me. What if we look at life as merely five minutes. Yeah, sometimes those five minutes are excruciatingly painful. But they are only five minutes. We have an eternity of pure joy stretching before us...but first we have to get through these five minutes.
Please pray for Kyle as he goes through these five minutes.